☝️ this dude screws

How tf can hyperdrive exist but screws haven’t been invented lol

I think the real issue is that prop design has fallen so far from the ILM heyday. Now it’s best described as follows:

Pics or it didn’t happen

(lol just kidding. what you’re describing is almost as bad as unscrewing a security flathead screw. look it up. invented by Satan, with help from Brian Thompson)

Ngl if I didn’t have impact drivers I’d probably hate Phillips screws a whole lot more

Easiest, yes. And wheels are easier than repulserlifts. If sometime said “Ya know, greasing axels sucks balls. Let’s invent something better”, they probably developed something better than the shittiest screw head in the history of sentience.

But that’s just, like, my opinion man

You clearly haven’t had to screw a flathead screw.

Anyone that’s dicked around with those little bastards starts hating life after about thirty seconds. A fastener I can screw in a without having to be perfectly in line with the shaft? Yes please! I don’t care if it’s a shitty Phillips screw, sign me up. I’d even take those goofy square Canadian screws. Hell, anything is better than flathead.

I challenge you to find a screw worse to use than a flathead screw.

(⁠☞ﾟ⁠ヮﾟ⁠)⁠☞

National Epilepsy Day.

We had to give them one, otherwise they’d throw a fit

I’ll^seemyself^out

Well, I’d better replace it then

…

Sorry gov’, we’re right out of dictators. I’ve got a slug

23 years ago I met a guy at work that was really cool. We became friends of a sort, in the way that a shy introvert considers friends. Every once in a while he’d invite me to hang out with his friends, which was always a good time. I’m not sure if he considered me a friend. I always felt like an outsider in those groups. But he was kind to me, and I love him. Eventually we both moved away from that area. I’m not good at keeping in touch, especially over long distances. For instance, my brother lives a couple of states away, I love him to death, and we talk maybe once a year.

So I’d call my friend every once in a while, and we’d catch up.

Eighteen years ago I lost my friend to depression. The details aren’t important. How he did it. Who found him. The 3 am phone call. But it was 18 years ago. It still hurts. You think you’ll always have someone, that they’re just a phone call away. That you’ll get to hear their weird take on that thing we’d always argue about. That you’ll get to hear his latest poem…

And you’ll always wonder if you could’ve done something to help them stay.

People don’t realize that they bring light to the world. That they’ll be missed. That there will be a hole in the world where they were. That they are loved more deeply and profoundly than they can know. The memory of them is a poor substitute for their presence.

Don’t go too soon. You will be missed.

You see those warriors from Hammerfell? They’ve got curved swords. Curved. Swords.

Didn’t this happen with the last MSFS? I seem to remember Steam extending the refund period for that game. But I could’ve dreamed that

‘Was there anything else on the dinner menu?’

‘Vole-au-vents and Cream of Rat,’ said Gimlet. ‘All hygienically prepared.’

‘How do you mean, “hygienically prepared”?’ said Carrot.

‘The chef is under strict orders to wash his hands afterwards.’

The assembled dwarfs nodded. This was certainly pretty hygienic. You didn’t want people going around with ratty hands.

• Feet of Clay by Terry Pratchett

Sometimes I’m scrolling and my thumb gets lazy and goes sideways and I upvote or downvote things unintentionally.

It’s the only explanation that makes sense

Redo the meme? Like, in GIMP?

Right? I feel like Child with Crayon should be between fanfic writer and 50 Shades

Name and shame OP

he hasn’t figured it out yet

lol